(A/N-Special thanks to Bekki for beta reading this. And ty to those who read,review,follow,fav this story. You guys are awesome, and I appreciate you all.)

The next morning arrived with the typical celebrations of Thea Queen and her best friends, sharing old stories and how she met Roy. Who called the other first. Who kissed who first.

"May our friendship endure," Felicity said as she gave Thea a bracelet.

"I will always treasure our friendship, along with the bracelet," Thea said as she hugged her.

"Now for mine," Brenda said as she gave her a box that had a pair of pearl earrings in them. Brenda had went to college with Thea.

"They're beautiful, thank you so much Brenda," Thea said as she hugged her as well.

"Last but not least," Carol said, another friend from college, as she gave her something borrowed, "A penny for luck."

Thea put it in her shoe as the women kept talking around her.

"Felicity, you look beautiful," Thea said.

"Thank you, but the bride is the showstopper on this day," Thea said.

"So you and Oliver?" Thea whispered to Felicity.

Felicity snapped her head at her friend, eyes widening, "Did we..."

"No, no one heard, but the look on your face was very telling," Thea said.

Felicity groaned at the knowledge that others knew, "This is just so...new for me."

"I'm so happy you have the possibility of someone very special in your life. You deserve it after how hard you have worked," Thea said.

"We're not, I mean...I don't know what we are," Felicity said.

"He's kind of cute isn't he? Not that I'm bias," Thea said with a smile.

"More than cute, even if he is your brother," Felicity said as the two women laughed as they finished getting ready

Meanwhile, Roy and his friends were in the men's dressing room, putting on their tuxedoes, sharing drinks and cigars.

"So why are we here again?" Barry asked as he finished dressing.

"To see Roy get married," Diggle reminded him.

"I meant here in Canada," Barry said.

"I met Thea here," Roy said, "I was on a hunting trip with some others when we ran into Thea and some others here, she...she stole my heart that day."

Diggle and Oliver looked at one another, Oliver shook his head and said, "Don't even think-"

Diggle bear hugged Oliver, "Oh, Oliver, that was so sweet."

"Alright, alright, enough of that," Oliver said as the two men laughed.

"Okay, you smart asses," Roy said as he smacked them on their backs.

"Gentlemen, if I may?" Diggle asked as he handed them all a glass of champagne. "To our friend, may he be very happy as one of the first to tie the knot of the four horsemen."

"Salute!" the men all chimed in.

"I just have to wonder who will be next to put on the shackle in our group," Barry said as he looked over at Oliver.

"Oh? And who do have in mind?" Roy asked.

Oliver rolled his eyes as he saw that Diggle was looking at him as well. "Really? Oliver?"

"After the look a certain lady had last night at the dinner table," Diggle said.

"I must have missed this," Roy said, "care to continue?"

"Gladly," Diggle said, as he walked up slowly to stand inches away from Oliver. "I happen to witness, a certain blonde who looked well...satisfied after dinner."

"Jealous?" Oliver asked.

"Immensely," Diggle answered truthfully.

"So what exactly happened last night?" Roy asked.

"Let's just say, that Felicity was well...satisfied at dinner," Diggle said.

Oliver smirked as he turned and walked outside, "What? No details?" Diggle called out.

"A thief never pleases and tells," Oliver answered as he walked towards the windows to look outside.

Half an hour later, the string quarter's music started to play as the officiant and the groomsmen entered. Roy and his groomsmen were all standing up at the altar waiting on the bridesmaids to come down the aisle. Roy leaned back to whisper to Oliver, "Just think, you'll be the one up here soon."

Oliver just chuckled at his friend's words as his mind went to Felicity as it often did these days.. He had sent her a quick message this morning, and hadn't wanted to bother her much as he knew she would be extra busy this morning.

Moments later the music announced the arrival of the bridesmaids, then Thea with her father. As Felicity had walked up to her spot, Oliver had sought her out and gave her a sly wink as she stepped into her place. As the wedding began, Felicity felt her mind stray. Her gaze drifted to Oliver, standing by with the ring and to catch Roy if he fainted. He looked so calm, so natural, compared to Roy, who'd started to sweat and could barely make it through his vows his voice was shaking so badly. Of course, Oliver wasn't the one getting married.

She imagined he'd still be calm at his own wedding. Even if he felt nervous, he'd fall back on the confident man that he was evidently born to be. He'd speak the words to her without faltering, with nothing but love and adoration on his face an in his voice as he looked down into her eyes.

Oh, no! She stopped herself. Felicity might be in the midst of a lusty haze, but she wasn't letting herself go there. She wasn't a naive girl who thought the man who had given her the best orgasm of her life last night, at dinner, would love her forever and marry her and they'd live happily ever after. She knew the truth and she'd accepted it, despite the ridiculous tangent her brain had taken. After this weekend, they would probably never speak again, and he wouldn't be looking adoringly at her and speaking vows of any kind, ever.

With a sigh, Felicity let her gaze drop from his and she pretended to be listening to the ceremony. Maybe it was a good time that their time together was coming to an end. Keeping her heart out of the arrangement with Oliver was getting harder and harder.

He needed to get back on that plane and leave, before she lost the fight.

Oliver couldn't wait for the ceremony and all the pictures to be over so he could hold Felicity in his arms again. After another ten minutes of expressing their vows to one another and rings exchanged, Roy and Thea were married. Oliver watched as Felicity hovered on the fringes during the photos, watching with adoration in her eyes, as she was instructed.

He'd had several people ask him about Felicity, men. And he couldn't help boasting how smart and talented and beautiful she was.

It was all true.

He had also told them, she was taken!

Finally the pictures were over, and save for his toast at the reception, he was done for the night. The wedding party finally made their way over to the ballroom and took their places to welcome the happy couple and witness their first dance. That done, they were allowed to take their seats, eat their dinner and finally relax. The round of toasts was completed during the salad of course, effectively allowing Oliver to be off duty for the rest of the night. Weddings were exhausting, almost a bigger problem than they were worth.

"You look amazing," he leaned in and said to Felicity when the wedding cake was served. Oliver wasn't interested in desert. Not this kind of anyways. He had a hard time tearing his eyes away from the exposed line of her neck and shoulders. He ached to run his fingertips along her bare skin and leave a line of kisses in its wake.

Felicity smiled at his assessment, her cheeks blushing adorably, "Thank you. You're looking pretty dapper yourself."

"Meh." He dismissed it. He wasn't interested in talking about himself tonight. He wanted the focus to be on her. "I can't wait to get you on the dance floor and show you off to everyone. I'm going to hold you close and we'll just lose ourselves in the music. Nothing fancy, just dance floor foreplay."

"Foreplay?" Her ached brow raised curiously.

"Oh, absolutely," Oliver said, as he knew a lot of guys didn't like to dance, but those guys were damn fools. If they only knew how a good slow dance could prime the pumps, they'd all sign up for ballroom dancing lessons.

As if on cue, the bandleader invited the whole wedding party out on the dance floor, "Here's our chance."

Felicity took his hand and let him lead her out on the dance floor. The song was slow and romantic, allowing him to take advantage of the moment. He slipped his arms around her waist, pulling her close as the song continued,

It's late in the evening; she's wondering what clothes to wear.

She puts on her make-up and brushes her long blonde hair.

And then she asks me, "Do I look all right?"

And I say, "Yes, you look wonderful tonight."

We go to a party and everyone turns to see

This beautiful lady that's walking around with me.

And then she asks me, "Do you feel all right?"

And I say, "Yes, I feel wonderful tonight."

I feel wonderful because I see

The love light in your eyes.

And the wonder of it all

Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.

It's time to go home now and I've got an aching head,

So I give her the car keys and she helps me to bed.

And then I tell her, as I turn out the light,

I say, "My darling, you were wonderful tonight.

Oh my darling, you were wonderful tonight."

"Oh my darling, you were wonderful..." Oliver sung the last few words into her ear, "tonight."

Felicity felt goosebumps all over her body, as the sensation of being in his arms, and feeling his warm breath on her ear, melted her.

"And to think, it was our phones who brought up together. And all very much worth the price for bringing you into my life, along with Thea" Oliver said. His words were bold, he surprised himself with the intensity of them, but it had felt right at the moment. As this day had gone on, he realized that he just couldn't let this go when he returned home. He didn't know how they could manage it or if it would work at all, but he wanted to try. He would be a fool to let such a sweet, caring woman drift out of his life.

The moment was perfect, like one carefully crafted by some incredible author. The lighting was dim with the occasional beam dancing across them. The music was slow and seductive, their bodies moving in time with it. Every inch of her soft curves was pressed against him. When she laid her head on his shoulder, it was as if the world around them had ceased to exist. The wedding guests, photographers...all of it felt as if it was suddenly a million miles away and they were dancing all alone.

Her touch made his skin prickle with sensations, but none could come close to the lightness inside him. With Felicity in his arms, he felt as if he could do anything. He could have everything he wanted in life, including her. It had only been a day or so, but he had Felicity to thank for opening his eyes to the possibilities.

The song came to an end and Oliver could feel the spell drift away with the last notes. This night could only be more perfect with Felicity in his bed. He wanted to get out of here with her before something interfered.

"Felicity," Oliver said softly, as he raised his hand to her face, letting his thumb trace her lips, before pressing slightly down on her bottom lip, "Do you want to go to my room with me?"

(A/N-Sorry for the delay, as I can I'll be updating this story.)